Strange Bedfellows

While Bill is off playing in Las Vegas (o.k. he really isn't playing . . . all of the time at least . . . but I gotta pick on him when he isn't here to defend himself) I have been the lucky recipient of new sleeping arrangements. :-) Now now now, it is NOT what you are thinking.

It seems Anna has a finely tuned radar for knowing just when mommy has fallen into a really deep sleep. She uses this to her advantage. For the past two nights she has turned up in my bed. Now if she would just get into bed and go back to sleep it would be fine. But alas this is not the case. The pillow is too firm, too soft, too high, too low. The covers don't come up far enough. Her blanket isn't situated right. I laid on one of her 10 or so Webkinz that she brought with her. Need I go on? Then to top it all off she insists on touching me at all times. I know, I know, the day will come all too soon when I will look back at these sleepless nights with pangs of sadness and wish for days gone by. But right now this girl just needs one night of solid restful bliss. I am thinking maybe tonight when she sneaks in that I sneak out and go into her bed.